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Pet Cemetery

from Hella Hemorrhaging by Spaghetti Blacc

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Thought these punks would rest in peace But they wanna bang like anvils Ima need an Advil Cuz it Remind me of a bad deal I don't think I intentionally hopped out the whip just to throw glows So it goes I'm checkin these niggas makin sho they ain't the popo's This crackhead talkin about a bird & I don't mean a dodo So Me & the big homie haveta hop back in the 4 do Don't know what type of shit These niggas fixed wit This ain't no place to set up business Unless we wanna come up missin These young street chemists They so hard headed They never listen Even after that time he was lookin at prison But I'm jus the nigga that spit rhymes Useless like a contest of pissin I can't talk shit I'm shootin like I play for the Pistons Just for you to see this shit my wrist in And how you finsta be sittin In yo own shit when it come I won't be outgunned Just waitin on the outcome Lookin thru my window like Malcolm So if u catch a peep of a nigga off that powder don't blink If most these cats were as high as they say they would be unable to think Good thing that these rhymes were written down for me Is what I'm gonna say after they bring up my lyrics as evidence While on the hot seat It's fo my posse Them niggas know to trust no one We let some questionable folk up in our circle and it ain't even fuck wit our focus I can't hear you over the sound of the thought of me fastening this rope Tightly around yo throat Oh did u choke I'm away daydreaming I ain't notice Yo neck broken U spillin respect up on this tech wit yo ass smokin & soakin Shoulda just let it be But I gotta let sleeping dogs lie In a ditch Peep ya gravesite you son of a bitch You won't get found till niggas dig for oil & shit & if you contaminate my soil Ima piss on yo soul While I puff on asparagus Spaghetti Commin bananas without manners Dismantle ya clan Overwriting programs When ya tech jam Get a grip fam I just busted you across yo dome We ain't cousins For me to do a sucker like you in is nothin You speakin sloppy Didn't think I knew it You ain't real I would whip you wit me pistol But yo face might go rit thru it But I'm equipped to dump on everything u ever touched & everyone u love is gettin smoked like a Dutch Rolled on like sitting ducks We pulled out some gats While these niggas was still clutching on they solo cups If you scream you gettin stuck Regular routine Spaghetti blacc done served yo ass some fine cuisine Goulash supreme Run yo pumps bitch y'all be some punks kid Disgusted by how we lace our pitch with mustard But don't get this shit twisted we ain't them clowns you fuck wit You in my trunk I'm doin 190 in a souped up bucket & I might jump Let the shit crash into yo block When we funk I pop in the magazine & let it thump Better shake that ass fo me like my name Donald trump Puffin skunk & I ain't even shit on these niggas yet Game thicker than gunk from a tree trunk Ice rink around my neck Cuz son I still get respect This ain't no drill I'm on dem pills You better run Or you gon get killed

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from Hella Hemorrhaging, released May 11, 2016

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